Xinya dragged Ye Cong back to the room, then slammed the door shut, "Are you crazy?"
Ye Cong looked at the girl in front of him who was blushing with anger, and slowly sat down on the bedside, then straightened his clothes, "What are you thinking about?"
Xin Ya groaned and stood in front of Ye Cong and looked at him, "Don't you want to order fruit for my mother?"
Just like the family across the street who often orders milk.
But in a place like theirs, the toll may be more expensive than fruit, so her parents went crazy even if they knew it.
Ye Cong hooked his fingers at her. Xinya didn't know why and could only go over stupidly. However, the next second, Ye Cong directly hugged her and sat on his legs.
"Ah..." Xin Ya whispered and instinctively hugged his neck.
Sprout: “…”
Finally holding her in his arms, Ye Cong sniffed the sweet scent of her body with satisfaction, but she was wearing too much, making it uncomfortable for him to hold her.
"I didn't want to order fruit for them, and your parents can't agree to it." Ye Cong could also tell these days that the new parents were hard-working farmers. They didn't ask for much, and they weren't greedy. Their children could make a difference. They were content to guard this mountainous area.
If I really order fruit for them, they may not accept it, but they may be embarrassed to refuse due to face, and it will definitely be uncomfortable psychologically.
"Then what do you mean?" Xin Ya tried to steady her mind and not let herself feel shy because she was in his arms.
"I have some ideas. When I went up the mountain, I found that there are many villages on the mountain. Have you thought about it? But there are not two decent fruit shops in your town."
When Xinya heard Ye Cong's words, he sighed a little, "Not to mention the fruit shop, even ordinary supermarkets only buy necessities for daily life. Our place is too remote, few people come here, and you have also seen it. , it takes more than two hours to drive from the nearest county. If it rains or snows, you may not be able to drive. Who wants to come here to deliver goods?"
Xin Ya said, thought for a while and looked at Ye Cong, "Have you ever heard of the saying that if you want to get rich, build roads first?"
Ye Cong: "..."
This was such a down-to-earth statement that he had never heard of it.
"We are in a remote area where if you want to build a road, there is no place for you to build it." Xinya sighed slightly and said helplessly.
Ye Cong paused for a moment, thinking about what he saw when he went up the mountain. The natural environment in this place was really shocking.
But if someone pays, labor should still be available.
Ye Cong thought about it, lowered his head and said to Xinya, "I plan to have someone make a fruit chain here, and I see there are some fruit trees on your mountain."
"Who dares to pick the fruits on the mountain? They are all on the cliffs." Xin Ya glared, "When I was a kid, Brother Zhuzi from next door took a few friends to pick fruits, but he was carried back by someone and his legs were broken. "
Ye Cong: "..."
"Brother Zhuzhu? Next door? Childhood sweetheart?" Ye Cong didn't say a name, but it had a different flavor.
Sprout: “…”
Shouldn't the focus be on breaking the leg
"What now?" Ye Cong asked again, his tone not very kind.
Xinya blinked, and finally said with a strong desire for survival: "I have been married a long time ago, and the child is more than one year old, really."
"Very good." Ye Cong was satisfied.
Xinya wiped his sweat secretly, Mr. Ye, you are from the vinegar bucket.